Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

"what!"

The two screamed in fright and stammered, "Mom/Sister Li has finished hitting me, listen to my excuses." Then, they pulled the blanket over their heads and huddled together, trembling.

"quibble?"

Liu Xiaoli sneered, got into bed, and pinned the two of them down.

She lifted a corner of the blanket and started touching the trembling buttocks.

"Smack! You want to spank me, huh?"

"Bang! Looking for Fatty, huh?"

"Slap! You're here to challenge us, huh?"

"Slap! You're giving us nicknames, huh?"

"Slap! I heard you're going to get Bingbing and Yaya to help you deal with me and your sister..."

The sounds of "Ah-woo..." echoed from inside the blankets.

Still furious after the beating, Liu Xiaoli got up and forcibly dragged the two men out of bed.

"Hey! Going to Tiananmen Square? Give 'Da Meili' a ride!"

Liu Xiaoli was so angry that she almost cooked the steamed buns.

The eavesdropping scandal that Zhou Wenqiong had described was still fresh in her mind. She had just suppressed An Qianqian's idea of ​​borrowing money to run away during the winter vacation, and now she was starting to plan her actions for the summer vacation.

Before the two tearful little figures could explain, she roared, "Fighting is one thing, but you also want to challenge the Shaolin Temple? You're asking for trouble!"

Her daughter learned some kung fu from Zhou Xiaobai, and she didn't have much to say about fighting.

This was self-defense, and she was actually happy that her daughter knew how to protect herself.

Zhou Xiaobai could kick a sapling in half, and she didn't find it strange at all; there were plenty of news reports on TV about people kicking trees or bricks.

But going to Shaolin Temple to challenge them would be suicide, and thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a chill of fear.

If you can't control their thoughts, then control their money, so they can't do anything reckless.

"Zhou Xiaobai, An Qianqian, if I give you even one more penny in the future, I'll take your surname." Liu Xiaoli said this while reaching into her pocket.

The wind was howling outside, and the chill was even more intense inside.

Anxi stared intently at the stack of bills in her mother's hand—this was her hard-earned money!

Damn it!

Why didn't I hide it in the space? I let my guard down because I was feeling smug today.

"Tell me, what are you planning to do? The amount is exactly sixty-six yuan and sixty cents, 666 is quite auspicious, are you really planning to run away?" Liu Xiaoli pointed out the auspicious number and put on a chilling smile.

"That's not entirely true," Zhou Xiaobai replied, and An Qianqian reached out to grab the money.

"Still trying to rob me?" Liu Xiaoli slapped the hand away. "What is that? Trying to pay someone to deal with me and your sister?" Before she finished speaking, she roared, "Wait until your sister comes back for the New Year, then you'll be ready to die."

Zhou Xiaobai shuddered and wanted to crawl back into bed for a sense of security, but he didn't expect that there was no safe place in the room.

"Zhou Xiaobai, say something!" Liu Xiaoli twisted Zhou Xiaobai's ear, laughing out loud like a duck. This little brat is getting harder and harder to deal with. She suddenly picked him up and threw him onto the bed, making a dramatic scene.

The pine tree couldn't withstand the shock and trembled into a sieve, causing snowflakes to fly everywhere.

"Hahahaha... I... haha... I won't do it again... Please forgive me... I'll never dare to do it again... We... will behave ourselves from now on... hahaha... we won't run away anymore..."

When her best friend is attacked, Anxixi has to help. She tries to grab her mother's hand, but is also killed in the process.

The two never expected that Liu Xiaoli had such a unique skill as tickling, and they laughed so hard that tears streamed down their faces.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't even speak properly.

really!

The techniques don't have to be old, as long as they work!

Finally, Zhou Xiaobai had a sudden inspiration and claimed that he had gathered some more internal energy. Only then did Liu Xiaoli feel that she had the two of them completely under her control, and she stopped with satisfaction.

Ten minutes later.

"Why are you using so much force?" Liu Xiaoli kicked her daughter, who was massaging her legs, while enjoying Zhou Xiaobai's massage.

"Mom, I was very careful," Anxi explained. She hadn't even used much force, yet her mother had scolded her several times. She was furious! This was completely nitpicking.

"You're not convinced?" Liu Xiaoli kicked it again.

"I give up, Mom!" Anxixi pouted.

"Zhou Xiaobai, what about you?" Liu Xiaoli's eyes swept over the cautious Zhou Xiaobai.

"I'm impressed! Sister Li." Zhou Xiaobai shivered.

He looked at the zero popularity score on the system panel and thought to himself: "Such a grown man, bullying a child! How shameful."

When you feel resentment, the work becomes lighter.

Liu Xiaoli closed her eyes to rest, her face flushed, and she was overjoyed.

The tidying up just now released all the pent-up frustration of the past few days, and I also successfully extorted Zhou Xiaobai.

But no matter what, the little brat couldn't get any of those family-inherited skills out of him, it was infuriating!

Two days ago, An's father came to cause trouble again, spouting nonsense. At this point, she didn't care anymore.

But I couldn't let this pent-up frustration get out of me, and today I finally had the chance to vent.

But this matter needs to be resolved eventually. I had planned to wait until my daughter came of age, but it seems I can't delay any longer.

An's father and Liu Xiaoli were a good match, both being intellectuals. One worked in language at a university, and the other worked in a dance troupe. Since art and literature are intertwined, they should have common interests.

We are both considered the face of our respective families, so we always have to save face. Even when it comes to getting married, we discuss it together and keep any unpleasantness to ourselves.

But ideas always change, and they keep causing trouble, creating rumors and gossip. If this continues, it won't be good for my daughter's future.

Ugh! Headache.

She gave her daughter a light kick.

"Mom, I didn't press it just now." Anxi was extremely aggrieved.

Liu Xiaoli glared at An Qianqian, who shrank back in fright. Zhou Xiaobai also seemed to react reflexively. Liu Xiaoli smirked, thinking, "Let me show you what I'm capable of."

To be honest, Zhou Wenqiong is really useless; she can't even handle two little brats, so she has to do it herself.

Next time, pass on some experience to her so she can establish her authority.

The nickname "Da Meili" sounds infuriating, but it's definitely not wrong.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the towering mountain out of the corner of his eye and felt a sense of satisfaction.

Slowly, she closed her eyes.

The two little figures, still being pressed down, stared at each other, but dared not stop, communicating entirely through their eyes:

"It's all your fault, why did you put it on speakerphone!" Anxi's eyes were full of blame.

"You idiot, why are you making such a loud noise?" Zhou Xiaobai said, shifting the blame with his eyes.

"Now that we're out of pocket money, we're going to starve for a while!" Anxi glanced at her mother's wallet and winked at Zhou Xiaobai.

"You're asking for it! She just counted, she's definitely fishing." Zhou Xiaobai winked and signaled.

"I don't care, you handle this." Anxixi gritted her teeth and began to use lip reading.

"Don't worry, the record company is coming soon. We need to make an advance payment first," Zhou Xiaobai mouthed.

"Hehe! Little brother is so great." Anxi accidentally blurted out the words, and she was so startled that she quickly covered her mouth.

Liu Xiaoli suddenly opened her eyes. "What's so great about it?"

"Sisi said my massage was amazing, Sister Li, look how beautiful you look now." Zhou Xiaobai, sweating profusely, offered the respectful address.

"real?"

"Yes."

Liu Xiaoli smiled and then closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

The two little figures exchanged a glance—they really were fishing!